"Mother, hold on." Zhao and Qian helped the old lady to steady up, but found that the old lady couldn't stand on her feet, so she hurriedly helped her to sit down on a chair on the side, patted her chest and gave her comfort.

How can a white-haired person send a black-haired person without heartache.

After a while, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to go to the door to greet her in person, but she was weak and weak, and turned her head and told Qian, "You go outside and have a look." ”

Qian answered, and before he could turn around, he heard his husband's voice.

"Mother."

Wang Mingyuan took Xu Jiayi back to the house first, he knew that the old lady was worried about his sister, so he asked the old lady's location as soon as he returned home, and went straight to the house.

Even though they were already mentally prepared, the three of them still burst into tears when they saw Wang Mingyuan's filial piety clothes. The old lady cried especially miserably, her eyes were hazy, "Mingyuan, your sister is ......"

"Mother, please mourn...... Younger sister...... Nope. Wang Mingyuan choked up and finished speaking.

Qian stepped forward to pick up Xu Jiayi, who was already crying with swollen eyes and pursed her lips with a serious face, and her heart tingled. Wang Mingyuan knelt down in front of the old lady and told the Xu family about the matter before and after.

After listening to the cause and effect, everyone couldn't help cursing Xu Mingda in their hearts.

The old lady's brain was buzzing, and she only felt dizzy, and she was about to faint again. Wang Mingyuan hurriedly helped the old lady and softened his voice, "Mother, hold on, don't be scared one by one." ”

He knew that his mother was sad, but he also had to take care of his health, and he just hoped that he would cheer up a little for the sake of Yiyi.

"Yiyi," the old lady's chaotic head cleared up, nodded again and again, and hugged Xu Jiayi into her arms with a shaking body, "Yiyi, my poor granddaughter, you will live in Shangshu Mansion in peace in the future, and your grandmother and your uncles and aunts will be good to you." ”

At this time, it was getting late, and the Zhao family placed Xu Jiayi in the Jiaxi Garden, which was specially arranged according to Xu Jiayi's preferences. This courtyard is usually vacant, and only Xu Jiayi lives in it for a few days when she comes to Shangshu Mansion to play. When no one lives, there is also a maid cleaning it, so that you can live in it directly.

Zhao cleaned his hands with the warm water brought by the maid, twisted the handkerchief and gently wiped Xu Jiayi's face, and put the hot handkerchief on Xu Jiayi's eyes.

I cried hard today, and if I don't apply it well, I'm afraid that I won't be able to open my eyes tomorrow.

When Zhao did this, the old lady sat on the edge of the bed with moist eyes, took Xu Jiayi's hand and rubbed it, and kept muttering, "My poor one-one......"

Seeing that the old lady was about to cry again, Zhao hurriedly persuaded gently, "Old lady, I've been tired for a day, and now I'm afraid that I'm sleepy, let her rest for a while." ”

The old lady looked at Xu Jiayi's little face, which was similar to her daughter's eyebrows and tears, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and nodded, "It's okay, let's rest one by one today." ”

Xu Jiayi shook her head slowly, looked up at the old lady's eyes, and said after a while, "Grandmother, my uncle said that my mother went to a far away place, so when will she come back?" Why don't you take them with you? And I obviously saw my mother's kiss, she didn't leave, she was lying in a box. ”

The immature voice was full of puzzlement, the word "death" was too far away for her, and she would never believe that her mother would die.

Several people in the room couldn't help but moisten their eyes when they listened to the sound of milk.

It was easy to coax Xu Jiayi to fall asleep, and the three of them quietly left Jiaxi Garden and went to the mourning hall temporarily erected in Shangshu Mansion to visit the last of the Wang family who were placed there.

Wang Hongsheng took his daughter back to Shangshu Mansion for the funeral, and Wang Mingyuan, who arrived at the mansion first, had already said it. Although it was the sister-in-law who had already left the cabinet to take her back to her parents' house to handle the funeral, the Zhao and Qian families, who were in charge of the funeral, did not have the slightest guilt in their hearts.

When the two of them married into the mansion, the Wang family had not yet left the cabinet, and they had been with them for more than a year. This sister-in-law is understanding, gentle and generous, and often makes some handkerchiefs and clothes for them, or comes to the yard to chat and talk with them, they all like it tightly.

It's just that I didn't expect the world to be impermanent, and such a vivid life passed away in the blink of an eye.

Since then, yin and yang have been separated.

From the moment she stepped into the mourning hall, the old lady couldn't cry, and Zhao and Qian persuaded her so that she didn't faint.

The Zhao family is in charge of the feed, and the matter of taking care of the funeral must be handed over to her. Qian assisted from the side, from sending servants and servants to various mansions to report the funeral, to receiving condolences, to eating snacks during the funeral.

It's just that when the sister in the boudoir who was a good friend of the Qian family came to mourn, she secretly pulled her to ask the Wang family if she didn't want her husband to take a concubine and hanged herself, Qian couldn't help but be a little angry, and after some questioning, she found that the rumors came from the Xu Mansion, and her face became even more gloomy.

Qian snorted coldly, his face full of anger, "Full of nonsense!" ”

"Don't be angry, I didn't mean to offend your sister-in-law, it's just that this matter is not good for the reputation of the Wang family, although she is no longer there, but she still has a daughter."

With such a mother, who would dare to marry her daughter in the future?

Seeing that Qian's face was not good-looking, the lady persuaded her a few more words.

Qian's face softened slightly, thanked his sister, and said, "I know your character." We'll take care of it. ”

The mourning music of Shangshu Mansion rang for three days. In the past three days, Xu Jiayi has been going to the wake every day, crying several times a day, and her face has lost a lot of weight in a few days, and the whole person is haggard.

Three days later, it was the day of Wang's funeral.

After the funeral of the Wang family, the Zhao family and the Qian family's concubine, Xu Jiayi, who had not appeared today, came to Jiaxi Garden together. After entering the courtyard, I found that the whole courtyard was quiet, and even the maids who were cleaning were cautious, and when they saw the two young ladies coming, they hurriedly leaned over and saluted.

The two glanced at each other, walked towards the room, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw Xu Jiayi huddled in a ball and hiding in the corner of the bed.

Xu Jiayi sat in the corner of the bed with her knees crossed, her chin resting softly on her knees, and her radiant eyes in the past did not have a trace of brilliance, as if she was in a state of mind.

Qian couldn't help but look away, and after having a child, she couldn't see the child being uncomfortable. But I thought in my heart that if my sister-in-law saw Yiyi like this now, would she die for the Xu family's consciencelessness?

Zhao Shi observed Xu Jiayi's face while speaking tentatively, "One by one? ”

"Auntie, I won't have a mother in the future."

Yesterday before going to bed, the old lady specially told her not to cry again.

She is a good child and has to be obedient.

Xu Jiayi's eyes widened, looking up at the sky, tears kept rolling in her eyes.

However, she just couldn't help it......

The tip of Xu Jiayi's nose was sore, and her eyes quickly moistened, but she bit her lip and forced herself not to cry. Obviously sad to die, but pretending to be relaxed, is more distressing than crying.

"Cry, cry if you want, just cry out." Zhao stretched out his hand and hugged Xu Jiayi into his arms, and sighed lightly, no matter how strong he was, he was just a child.

Feeling the temperature of touching the palm of her head, Xu Jiayi felt a little warmth in her body.

But in the blink of an eye, tears fell, silently.

Seeing Xu Jiayi crying sadly in Zhao's arms but biting her lip and refusing to make a sound, Qian's nose was sore, and he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with Jinpa, forcing the tears back.